Qin Siyang carried on as usual.
In the morning, he took the Wang brothers out to fight gods.
Then he took Hu Chan to hunt medium gods.
This time, though, instead of hunting with Hu Chan until midnight before returning, he decided to call it a day early.
Even Hu Chan, who had grown used to Qin Siyang's relentless pace, found it a little strange.
"Got something on today, President Qin? Didn't we always stay outside the safe zone killing things until midnight?"
"Balance intensity with relaxation, work with rest. Take these last few days before school starts off. You handle your World Salvation Church business, and I'll get some proper rest."
"Rest? That doesn't sound like a word you'd ever use, President Qin!"
"Anyone who's human has to use that word."
Hu Chan suddenly flashed a sly grin. "Are you about to embark on the Path of the Believer, President Qin? Hey, don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone! Once you break through, I'll be counting on you to look out for me!"
"Something like that."
"Either you're breaking through or you aren't. What does 'something like that' mean?"
"Something like that means something like that. Take these next couple of days to handle your own affairs. Who knows how much trouble we'll have to deal with once school starts?"
"Sure thing, President Qin! Oh, right, there are more students on campus now, so I doubt I can keep meeting people in my current disguise. Quite a few people will find out I'm staying at your Guesthouse. If that causes you any trouble, I hope you'll bear with me."
"Trouble? Don't tell me there are more fanatical female believers trying to get close to you?"
Hu Chan shrugged. "They might not be fanatical, they might not be believers, and